For the first several months after we arrived at Cobalt, every day we’d find another reason that confirmed our decision to retire here.
Apart from the fact that we can step out the front door and immediately start mineral hunting, in no particular order are some of the advantages:
- new flora! (Orchids? Really?)
- new fauna! (We have a resident fox and oh, mind the bear poop, over there)
- a view! (I always wanted a house with a view.)
- peace and quiet
- except when it isn’t – we have a pond and the frogs sing their little butts off at sundown
- and… you get the idea.
Today, I can add another advantage to moving north.
The cats are beginning to bond.
I never thought I’d see the day. Especially considering that the boys had a very ugly first encounter. Over the years since both cats strayed into our Southern Ontario yard, they managed to honour a feline truce. Any squabbles were short-lived and mostly for show. Other than that, they did not engage with one another.
The move north was traumatic for both cats. During the drive, Black Cat calmed down after the first two hours, but Oscar was a wreck the entire eight-hour journey. Every two hours, we stopped to clean his carrier and clear the air.
Once we landed at our new house, the guys hunkered down to recover in the spare bedroom. Oscar hid under the mattress for the first week. As he got bolder, he set up quarters under the living room sofa for another two weeks. Black Cat was considerably less troubled, though he was cautious and subdued. After a month, life was back to normal.
Except we did not let them outside. We couldn’t risk it. Partly because the wooded area next to the house concealed who-knows-what by way of century-old mine workings. Partly because of the new fauna listed above.
To compensate, we bought them new toys. That seems to have been the turning point. One cat would play while the other would watch. Then they started to play “King” – one perched up high and the other pawing from below – very short-lived episodes, but they were engaging for a change. These days, they chase each other in wild back-and-forth games. It’s entertainment for all of us.
Yesterday, as I passed the sofa I spied this sweet moment.
It is a comfort to me to know that they have recovered from the ordeal of the move, and that their life here is richer for it. Who knows? Maybe someday they’ll even give each other a little wash behind the ears.
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